“Don’t you find your place on the beach peaceful?” I asked as she unlocked the door to the house she was staying at.
“I do. That’s why I bought it, but that doesn’t mean I can’t find other places peaceful.”
“True,” I answered. I was really only making small talk.
“Since I’m only here for the day, I don’t have anything to eat or drink. I’m sorry. I could get you a glass of tap water if you’d like.”
“No, I’m fine. Why don’t we sit so we can talk? Now that I’ve had time to digest the news that I’m going to be a father, I...well, I want to know how you feel about me. Where do I fit into the picture?”
Stella’s legs nearly came out from under her. I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad sign to my question. Her knee bounced as she sat in a chair across from me. “I don’t want to force you into anything. You may have moved on since you’ve been home or don’t see a life with me. That’s for you to answer. Do I want you in my life as more than the baby’s father? Yes, but I understand if that’s not something you’re ready for, or that’s not what you want.”
I’d messed up more than I thought if she thought for one second I didn’t want her.
Moving around the table, I kneeled in front of her and took her hands in mine. “There’s never been one second since the moment I laid eyes on you that I haven’t wanted you. It was never about that but about me. I’m sorry I left you with so many questions. I should have replied back to your messages, but I was not in a good place when I ended things. Hell, I’m still not.”
Her face fell at my words. Using my finger, I tilted her head back up until our eyes met. “I’m a wreck without you in my life. I’m not sure when it happened or how, but I fell in love with you during our short time together. Each day since I left California, it’s been almost unbearable to even get up in the morning, but I fought through it, so I could make myself a better man for you and unbeknownst to me, our child.” I spread my hand over her still-flat stomach in awe that I’d created a life, and it was growing inside of her. “I know I’ve screwed up in the worst of ways, but I’ll do whatever I have to do to make you believe how much you mean to me.”
With a trembling lip, she asked brokenly. “How am I to know that if you have another bad dream, you won’t pick up and leave again?”
Bringing her hands to my mouth, I kissed the backs of them. “Because I’m promising here and now if I have a bad day, dream, or flashback, I’ll talk to you about it. I’ll find a therapist in California, who I’ll continue to see. What I won’t do is leave you again.”
“Do you really love me?” she asked with tears welling up in her beautiful brown eyes.
“Why is that so hard to believe? You’re a very lovable person, and if you give me a chance, I’d be happy to show you just how easy it is.” My hands skimmed up her legs until they reached the hem of her dress. My thumbs rubbed the skin just under the edge until she gave me a subtle nod, giving me the okay to move on. Now that I had the green light, I wasted no time. Pressing her legs apart by moving my body between her legs, I ran my thumbs up the inside of her thighs and didn’t stop until I was met with the promised land.
Hooking my thumb into her panties, I moved the fabric to the side with one hand while I ran the tip of my finger through her already damp folds.
With one touch, she was already arching her back and letting out a moan that had my dick straining against my board shorts.
“Fuck, I can smell you from here. I’ve missed this pussy almost as much as I missed you.” Leaning down, I flipped the skirt of her dress up and dove my face between her legs.
“I’ve missed your mouth.” She ground her slick heat into my face as I lapped at her nub. “More,” she moaned, “I need you inside of me.”
Picking her up out of the chair, I tried to find the bedroom because I knew the second I felt her pussy start to spasm, I’d need to be balls deep inside of her. Instead, I found a table in the hallway that would be the perfect height for her to sit on while I fucked her. “I need to make you come first,” I murmured against her lips as she untied my shorts and let them fall to the ground.
My thumb rubbed tight, fast circles on her clit while I nipped at her collarbone and down between her breasts. Stella wound her fingers in my hair and pulled my face to her right breast. Directing me to what she needed. I loved that she had no problem saying what she wanted in or out of bed.
Taking the hint, I pulled the top half of her dress down along with her bra until her succulent tits were bared to me.
My other hand went to her other breast, weighing it in the palm of my hand. If I thought her tits were great before, now they were spectacular. They were bigger, perkier, and I wanted to spend an entire day worshipping them the way they deserved.
Sucking on the flesh, I rolled the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger, making Stella buck against me. Her body was so much more responsive. It drove me wild, making my movements
